The Magnificent House

That house that stood there steady Bringing warmth to all its members and even people outside But to me it was the place where I felt cold and unloved Everyone longed for the next time they would be home But I longed for the moment I would leave home And this time to leave for good I sat in a corner wondering why everyone was happy Yet I always had tears in my eyes whenever I thought about the place Or maybe its the people and not the house A house that stands there so beautiful Enclosed in a safe and lovely neighbourhood It was everything I ever dreamed of But how I wished that I could be happy even just for a day The house where all memories are held But my only memories to store are of the pain I had to go through How I wish I could make good memories How I wished I never gave the house a reason to look ugly But why? why do I blame it on the house and not the people?